Thursday, 19 July 2007

A Viscount..? But I am a Prince...

Isn’t it odd how a little nudge to the senses can transport you to times and places past?

I have just eaten a mint KitKat, and jolly nice it was too. From the first bite I was transported back to the dining hall of my old primary school, though only in my minds eye...don’t be rushing out buying mint KitKats thinking that they have the power of teleportation!

What prompted this jolt of the memory? It was the taste. Back in the days when my Mum would make me a packed lunch – and I’m sure if I asked her now she’d still make me one – there was always a little bit of something to go with my cold toast and jam (yummm!) & flask of Vimto and that normally took the shape of a biscuit. The biscuit I remember the most was the mint Viscount
a wonderful creation round in shape with biscuit and mint stuff covered in milk chocolate. My Dad and brother always seemed to go for the orange Viscount but I preferred the mint.

Anyway, there I was, sat at my office desk in body but talking childish nonsense with my very earliest friends in spirit.

I do post some rubbish...

4 comments:

knicksgrl0917 said...
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Akelamalu said...

You should make it clear that you asked for cold toast and jam so folks don't think that's all we could afford! I didn't realise packed lunches could invoke such good memories. :)

ciara said...

hey, we have KitKats here...are they the same as in the states? i've had some european chocolate sent to me by marmitetoasty once, far superior than ours for sure! lol

Dan's Fi-ver said...

ciara

Thanks for stopping by. KitKat's here are actually made from real Cats with just a smattering of Kit's.

I'd send you one but they tend to fight in transit and rip the packaging...